Chapter 28: Help Me p1
The fluorescent lights of the set were overhead, and the wind blew in through the cracks, making a faint, rustling sound. Jiang Mi’s hands were still clutching Yan Wei’s shoulders, turning pale from excessive force. The moment the taste of blood spread between her lips and teeth, she heard Jiang Qu call “Cut.” In that instant, it was as if someone had pulled her up from the deep sea.
Dust motes floated in the morning light slanting in from the window.
Yan Wei took a step back, her gaze on Jiang Mi’s lips, which were so moist they looked as if they were about to bleed, and then on Jiang Mi’s eyes, which were slowly coming back to her senses.
Jiang Mi touched the corners of her hot, stinging lips, her tongue pressing against the soft flesh that had been cut by her teeth. The force Yan Wei had suddenly applied just now was still burning on her lips. The gentle and restrained Qin Shui had, in an instant, turned into a siren who wanted to tear her apart and devour her.
Her and Yan Wei’s eyes met, and then slowly looked away.
Her heart was pounding. She had almost mistaken that Yan Wei wasn’t acting just now.
Yan Wei turned, and bumped into someone passing by. The force swept across a ceramic cup on a nearby shelf, and a crisp shattering sound fell.
The ceramic shattered all over the floor. Jiang Mi was startled and looked over, her daze instantly clearing.
She subconsciously grabbed Yan Wei’s hand and pulled her back.
“Are you okay?”
The body heat that had just dissipated suddenly showed signs of returning. Yan Wei’s gaze fell. Those five long, fair fingers were gripping her arm tightly.
Her heart seemed to come alive, and it also beat forcefully.
Yan Wei stood firm. “I’m fine.”
Her voice was very faint, but there was a hint of hoarseness.
She glanced at Jiang Mi’s lips, her thoughts unclear. “And you?”
The two of them turned around together. The surroundings were a bit noisy. Yan Wei’s voice was lower, so low that only the two of them could hear.
Not only did Jiang Mi’s eardrums feel a slight itch, but the wound on her lips, which had been rubbed, was also faintly itching. She pursed her lips, and under Yan Wei’s gaze, it was as if she were once again surrounded by those cool lips.
The sensation returned to her body.
“I’m alright too,” Jiang Mi replied.
“Does it hurt?”
Jiang Mi was surprised for a moment, as if she hadn’t expected Yan Wei to continue asking about this in front of so many people. But on second thought, it was normal for people to ask.
She shook her head and said it didn’t hurt.
Yan Wei looked at her, and then, as if she hadn’t had any interaction with her, she went over to Jiang Qu.
Jiang Mi was behind her, feeling as if she were following in her footsteps, her heart in a daze. The look just now seemed to be dissatisfied with her answer, but there also seemed to be a hint of a smile. It was hard to say.
So the look in her eyes when she had opened them in the scene just now drilled into her mind again.
That kind of—look that wanted to eat her as prey.
A fine rash appeared on Jiang Mi’s arm. She couldn’t say why… she wasn’t resistant or afraid, but on the contrary, she was a little excited. This was very strange.
Apart from reshooting a long shot of the approaching atmosphere, Jiang Qu was satisfied with the other parts of this scene, so they smoothly transitioned to the next one.
The balcony on the second floor.
In the old residential area of that time, the concrete balconies were not separated. Leaning on the wall, you could see the end of the street at a glance. Nearby were white walls and black tiles, with short, white, flat-roofed buildings. In the distance were high-rise buildings and newly built advertising signs.
Bringing your gaze back a little, you could see the locust tree by the street.
There was a worn-out sofa on the balcony.
Liang Yongping and Qin Shui were sitting on it, the sofa sinking slightly, with some distance between them.
The wind that blew through their hair was cool.
Qin Shui turned her head and looked at Liang Yongping’s messy hair blowing across her sad face.
“I don’t need anything, not even a title. I just want you by my side.”
Most forbidden loves seemed to start this way.
At that time, they didn’t know whether this sentence was an excuse to cover for them, or if they were really confident that this would be the final outcome.
Qin Shui cupped Liang Yongping’s face and looked into her eyes.
“Yongping, don’t you want me?”
Liang Yongping closed her eyes. Her mind was filled with her distant family, her fiancée who caused her pain but whom she couldn’t leave, and all her morals.
But very quickly, a pair of brighter eyes suddenly burst into her vision.
The rose-scented breath, mixed with the cool air, invaded her.
Liang Yongping opened her eyes and looked at Qin Shui.
She said nothing.
She waited for Qin Shui to approach.
The camera then pulled back for a long shot, capturing the scene of Qin Shui and Liang Yongping getting closer and closer.
But for Yan Wei and Jiang Mi, they were getting closer and closer. The tender shoots of the pothos on the windowsill swayed, reflected in Jiang Mi’s pupils.
Her gaze slowly moved down from Jiang Mi’s eyes, to the tip of her nose, and then to her lips, which were still rosy even after being touched up. If you looked closely, the lower left corner of her lip was slightly fuller than the other side, slightly swollen. It was where she had bitten.
What was she thinking at that time?
What Jiang Qu had requested was the most authentic sense of revenge born from extreme heartache. After seeing those red eyes, pity and forbearance returned to her nerves.
However, during the shoot, the rhythm was completely different.
Those eyes, reddened by the knot in her heart, did not give her any thought of revenge. At the very beginning, what was it?
It was desire.
It was desire for that person.
It was the thought of wanting to soothe and touch lightly.
So she approached, gently comforting her. And then? Then she discovered that when their lips and teeth touched, the softness and heat were like an “addiction” that hooked her. In that instant, she did something an actor shouldn’t do. She pulled herself out of the role. She knew clearly that the person she was looking at was not Liang Yongping.
In this brief detachment.
She forced herself to think of Liang Yongping’s refusal, of Liang Yongping’s provocation and then betrayal.
And then, in this crack, the bits and pieces about Jiang Mi, or to be precise, the bits and pieces of Jiang Mi with everyone, found their way into her mind.
The licking and grinding seemed to be beyond her control.
She wanted to leave her mark on that person.
She wanted revenge, wanted that person to feel pain.
When Jiang Qu pressed the pause button, she looked at Jiang Mi and felt an unprecedented daze. Just now, what was the source of that emotion?
Was it a desire for Jiang Mi that was so deep it was uncontrollable?
It didn’t seem to be entirely that.
The confusion of the problem made her head ache. Her mood suddenly showed signs of losing control.
**
As daylight approached, all of today’s scenes were also nearing their end. It was a rare day to finish early.
Jiang Mi had a coat on. Yan Wei and Surui were followed by a new assistant. The few of them walked towards the break room together.
Zhao Jia’s arm lightly bumped Jiang Mi, giving her a look. “Dinner.”
Zhao Jia hadn’t guessed wrong. After talking to Shen Ruoxi, the other party had agreed almost without thinking and had even taken the initiative to state her preferences. The rest depended on Yan Wei.
Jiang Mi was silent for a moment, then looked at Yan Wei beside her.
The light was slightly damp. It was unclear when it would rain. Perhaps because of this, she always felt that Yan Wei as a whole also seemed damp and heavy.
Favors had to be returned, and meals had to be eaten, but it couldn’t be just her and Yan Wei alone, at least not recently.
After thinking for an afternoon, she had changed her mind. Actually, Zhao Jia’s suggestion was very reasonable.
“Teacher Yan, do you have time today?”
Yan Wei turned her head, her eyelashes pausing. Her gaze unconsciously landed on Jiang Mi’s eyes. Without makeup, her gaze was even clearer.
“Is something the matter?”
“I just wanted to thank you and treat you to a meal.”
Jiang Mi watched her reaction. She didn’t refuse immediately, so she continued, “You’ve helped me so many times. I want to treat you to a meal to express my gratitude. And I was thinking of inviting Teacher Shen along. I wonder if it’s convenient for you today.”
Yan Wei’s eyes lowered, filled with indifference. She slowly repeated:
“Together?”
“Mmm…” Jiang Mi pretended not to feel Yan Wei’s sudden change in attitude.
“It’s more lively with everyone together.”
“Lively?”
“…”
Hearing these two repetitions, the feeling of a chill on the back of her neck appeared again.
She suddenly felt that this wasn’t something that had to be done. “If it’s not convenient for you…”
“Mmm, it’s not convenient.”
“…Okay.” Jiang Mi nodded.
Yan Wei looked at Jiang Mi without speaking.
Jiang Mi put on a thoughtful smile. “Then, Teacher Yan, I won’t disturb you any longer.”
The expression on Yan Wei’s face made her heart panic, but for some reason, she had the thought of wanting to try. “Then I’ll go eat with Teacher Shen today. Next time we have a chance…”
Yan Wei looked at her for a few seconds and said meaningfully, “Go ahead.”
Jiang Mi coughed lightly to lower her gaze and returned to Zhao Jia’s side. After telling Zhao Jia, the latter expressed her regret. “Did you not try hard enough?”
Jiang Mi: “…?”
“I tried very hard,” Jiang Mi said. “I almost knelt down for her.”
Zhao Jia: “…”
I’d be a fool to believe that.
“You were back after just a few words? You call that trying hard?” Zhao Jia waited for the few people in front to get further away and asked in a low voice, “To be honest, you’re not thinking of having a meal alone with Teacher Yan, are you?”
Jiang Mi: “…I swear to the heavens, I’m innocent!”
Jiang Mi thought to herself that she really didn’t mean that. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to say a few more words, but that she wasn’t capable.
About twenty minutes later, after changing in the break room, Jiang Mi booked a Chinese restaurant according to Shen Ruoxi’s preferences. Just as she was about to ask Shen Ruoxi if she wanted her to go over and order first, she received a message from Shen Ruoxi.
[Mimi, I have to cancel today.]
[? What’s wrong?]
[A company that has been working with my studio for a long time, their boss is coming to Huai City today to give a lecture, and I’ve been arranged to go…]
[They’re making you go to a lecture at this time? Is it important?]
[It’s just a normal lecture. This teacher is the kind who really likes to lecture. Anyway, it’s a legitimate thing, so you don’t have to worry about that. It’s just that I have to apologize to you today.]
Jiang Mi: [It’s okay, it’s okay. Then you go listen to the lecture. We’ll meet next time.]
Shen Ruoxi: [OK, they usually don’t make me go. I don’t know what’s gotten into them today! Sob sob sob! My Mimi!]
This tone made Jiang Mi laugh.
After a few simple words of comfort, she sighed. Alright then. She had finished work early, so she could just go back and rest early.
With this in mind, she turned and saw Yan Wei walking out, wearing a plaid shawl.
As if possessed, Jiang Mi remembered Yan Wei’s cold smile when she had said “go ahead.”
She immediately shook her head, shaking off the guess that had just flashed through her mind.
Perhaps sensing her gaze, the next second, Yan Wei suddenly looked over.
Jiang Mi’s heart panicked. She forced herself to remain calm and not to immediately look away.
But Yan Wei didn’t look away either. The two of them looked at each other. No one knew who lowered their eyes first, their gazes moving down, and finally landing on each other’s lips.
Although that scene was from this morning, Jiang Mi’s lips still had a slight pain. Her tongue unconsciously licked them.
The moment she looked away, she didn’t see the dark pupils of Yan Wei clearly.
**